"But it is the will of God, and let that be sufficient to me.

I will go with Master Foster as unresistingly as ever did a literal sacrifice.

He is a father at least; and will have decency, if not humanity.

For thee, Varney, were it my latest word, thou art an equal stranger to both." Varney replied only she was at liberty to choose, and walked some paces before them to show the way; while, half leaning on Foster, and half carried by him, the Countess was transported from Saintlowe's Tower to the postern gate, where Tider waited with the litter and horses.
The Countess was placed in the former without resistance.

She saw with some satisfaction that, while Foster and Tider rode close by the litter, which the latter conducted, the dreaded Varney lingered behind, and was soon lost in darkness.